Xie Shuci had never seen the feather coat on his body, and Xie Shuci had never seen such a sacred and solemn little blind man.

The little blind man was wearing that feather coat, with a star crown on his head, and the brand of the Holy Son on his forehead. Even though his legs were bound by iron chains, he was still like a god in distress, which made people feel awe involuntarily.

This was the first time that Xie Shuci felt his status as the Son of God. He was so solemn that no one dared to do anything wrong to him. It seemed that speaking loudly in front of him would become a sin.

But this little blind man was so far away from him, as if he had never known this person before.

He was as indifferent as a sculpture, with his eyes staring straight ahead, as if nothing in the world could enter his eyes, like a... cold Buddha statue.

As the prison car approached, Xie Shuci saw the familiar string of blue bells hanging from the waist of the strange little blind man.

The bells collided with each other, but the clear and crisp sound echoed in Xie Shuci's ears like thunder.

"Xie An..." Xie Shuci opened his mouth and murmured two words silently.

Clearly aware of his disguised appearance, and also aware that Xie An has no memory of himself, he still hopes that those numb and empty eyes will cast a familiar look at him again.

Before he knew it, Xie Shuci had already burst into tears.

He bit his lower lip tightly, not allowing himself to make any sound, and watched Xie An sitting in the prison car pass by him. From the beginning to the end, his numb and cold eyes did not look away, as if he was just One looks like an empty shell, so hollow that it hurts.

Si Kongye, who was walking in front of the prison car, noticed Chu Guiyi and Chu Wenfeng in the crowd. He blinked at Chu Guiyi and greeted them, but he didn't seem to recognize Xie Shuci.

As the prison car continued to go away, the people on both sides of the street were like believers of gods, watching the Son of Heaven on the prison car devoutly until his figure gradually disappeared from sight.

Even though everyone present knew that this Son of Heaven disobeyed the Way of Heaven and practiced the Way of Slaughter against the Way of Heaven, but in front of him like this, they still had uncontrollable awe of him.

"Books..."

Xie Shuci's legs were a little weak, Chu Guiyi turned around and supported his body with his palms, calling out in a low voice.

The strength of half of Xie Shuci's body is in Chu Guiyi's arms. Such a blind man is too strange. Xie Shuci can even imagine that this is what Xie An really looked like before his father's tragic death. Closed and remote.

Xie Shuci didn't understand that he was going to be executed in public in the Xianmen general election two days later, why he was put in the shell of the Son of Heaven when he was parading in the street, because he wanted to prove to the world that the way of heaven is absolute. Can't you be disobedient? But before he was born, did Xie An ever think that he would bear the fate of heaven?

Doesn't he even have the right to choose how he lives?

Looking at Xie An like this, Xie Shuci completely understood why he disobeyed the destiny, why he insisted on cultivating the way of killing, and didn't even leave himself a way out.

Such a way of heaven, wantonly playing with the world, is really disgusting!

And the sound of the bell ringing with the continuous rotation of the wheels seems to be the only truth in this lonely and hypocritical world.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of others and implicating the Chu family, Xie Shuci changed himself into a different attire and continued to move forward with the prison van. He didn't know what was going on for him and Xie An, he just wanted to take the opportunity to take a second look. We must engrave this person into our hearts and lungs, and we must always remember his appearance.

"Tsk... is this the Son of Heaven?"

"Is the way of heaven a joke?"

"He still has the right to wear this outfit? Wearing this star crown? It makes people laugh out loud!"

"Since it's a public parade, how can we let him go back clean?"

Xie Shuci was hiding among the crowd, when he suddenly heard a careless conversation in front of him, he looked up and found that it was a group of disciples of the Yin family, holding an inkstone they did not know where they got , was about to throw ink at Xie An. Xie Shuci had heard someone mention it. !

"Snapped"

While everyone was stunned, a disciple of the Yin family had already poured the ink in his hand towards Xie An. Xie Shuci's heart tightened, and when he was about to use his spiritual power to stop him, he suddenly felt his body freeze in place. The ground, as if something had deeply embedded his body in the ground, making him unable to move.

who is it?

Xie Shuci looked around in astonishment, but didn't find any aura approaching him. Why was he suddenly unable to move? At the same time, he clearly felt a stabbing pain in his legs, and the more he seemed to take a step, the stronger the pain became.

Who is it?

Xie Shuci tried hard to break free from the shackles, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.

Before the spilled ink stains could get close to Xie An, they were blocked in the air by a layer of air waves.

The man who was as indifferent as a statue finally responded.

In the eyes of everyone, his long eyelashes trembled slowly like cicada's wings, and finally raised his eyes to look at the disciples of the Yin family on the side of the road.

Although his eyes were calm in the ancient well, they could meet his gaze. The disciple of the Yin family seemed to have a sharp knife in his throat, and he held his breath and concentrated, his whole body stiffened, as if he would be instantly killed by the invisible blade in his throat if he moved a little. .

The man swallowed, and looked at the Son of Heaven in the prison car in horror, how could it be? How dare he do it here? Unless he really wants to die...

At the next moment, a scarlet light flashed in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, and a red sword light appeared out of thin air. Before everyone could react, they heard a scream, and everyone's hairs stood on end. They looked at the disciple of the Yin family in shock and fear. saw that the man had been cut across the golden core with a sword out of thin air, and his body went limp in an instant.

The Son of Heaven withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if nothing had happened.

If this Son of the Dao of Heaven cares about his own life, why should he practice the Dao of Slaughter?

There will always be idiots who don't see this.

"Xiao Xun! How dare you kill my disciple of the Yin family!"

Several disciples of the Yin family enter

He blocked the way of the prison cart, his eyes were red with anger, the dignified disciple of the Yin family was killed in front of everyone, and they didn't even have the power to fight back. They didn't even see how Xiao Xun drew the sword with their naked eyes. If the news spread, Wouldn't their Yin family be ridiculed?

"What do you want to do?" Si Kongxin looked coldly at the disciples of the Yin family standing in front of the prison van.

"Is the Yin family crazy? It's fine to play wild in the cultivation world, but dare to play wild in front of the people in Siming Pavilion?"

"You all saw that Xiao Xun killed our Yin family disciple in public! Can't we ask for an explanation?"

Others were amazed at the boldness of the Yin family, and they couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.

The things that were fettered on Xie Shuci suddenly disappeared, he gasped heavily, and regained his ability to move.

Although he looked around immediately after regaining his ability to move, he still didn't notice any clues.

what happened? Who is it? What did you do to him?

Si Kongye looked at the disciples of the Yin family with a smile, and asked: "Have you ever seen who moved the hand?

The faces of the disciples of the Yin family turned pale. Of course they didn't see it. It can be said that none of the people present saw how Xiao Xun moved his hands. They only saw that the disciple of the Yin family was cut across the golden core with a single knife in his eyes. Died of anger.

Si Kongye sneered and said, "If you don't see it, then go away, don't delay us from continuing to parade."

"you……"

"Let me come!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly burst out from the sky, a strong man holding a big ax descended from the sky, and directly slashed the road in front of him with the axe. In the distance, a large cloud of dust rose from the ground, and Si Kongye and the two couldn't help coughing in a muffled voice.

"Liu Dazhuang!" Si Kongxin glared sullenly at the strong man who suddenly appeared.

Liu Dazhuang enjoyed the astonished gaze of others, and threw the ax on his shoulder, "Who dares to act wild in front of me? Huh?"

"Get out!" Si Kongxin kicked him from behind.

When the dust in the air cleared, Si Kongye crossed his arms, pointed to the prison car behind him leisurely, and sighed: "Brother Zhuang, you will cause trouble this time."

After the dust dissipated, everyone saw that Xiao Xun, who had been trapped on the prison cart with his legs bound by iron chains, had disappeared, and he fled away in full view.

"Xiao Xun escaped?"

"Too bad, Xiao Xun was actually allowed to escape!"

Si Kongxin suddenly turned his head, "Oops!"

Liu Dazhuang's face turned pale, "I'm so good! Where's he? Didn't he say he wouldn't run away?"

Si Kongye shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he was just here to join in the fun, and he didn't care about Xiao Xun's arrest at all, "Oh, Xiaoxin, how do you think we will explain to Siming Pavilion this time?"

Si Kongxin glared at his elder brother and said loudly: "Disciples of the Yin family, you obstructed the parade party, which directly caused Xiao Xun to take the opportunity to escape. I will truthfully report this matter to Siming Pavilion."

The disciple of the Yin family who was split open with Liu Dazhuang's ax fell to the ground like earth.

However, the moment Liu Dazhuang appeared, before the shock on Xie Shuci's face dissipated, his body was swept into a dark alley by a gust of wind.

His body was out of control at all, and the things in front of him were a little blurry. Xie Shuci's body didn't stop until his back slammed against the wall, and because of the huge impact force, his internal organs were squeezed, A mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.

"Cough..." Xie Shuci knelt down half-kneeling while clutching his chest, he looked around vigilantly, his hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

It was pitch black all around, and the only response to him was the howling wind in the sky, and the snowflakes that almost stopped falling from the sky.

Xie Shuci felt that the dangerous aura was approaching, but his limbs were as heavy as lead, and under the pressure of the gust of wind, it was very difficult for him to just raise his head.

Has his identity been discovered? Fortunately, before parting with Chu Guiyi and the others, Xie Shuci deliberately changed the clothes of the Chu family disciples, otherwise it would be terrible if he was caught as a Chu family disciple.

Facing the unknown danger, Xie Shuci no longer felt afraid. He even thought that being caught by them might not be a bad thing. Maybe he would be imprisoned in the same place as Xie An.

So Xie Shuci simply gave up struggling, and sat on the ground with his back leaning against the wall, taking a few breaths, waiting for the danger hidden in the darkness to approach him.

But as the danger kept approaching, Xie Shuci didn't know if he heard it wrong. He actually heard the familiar sound of bells in the wind.

"Who……"

Hearing the sound of the bell, Xie Shuci murmured in confusion.

An extremely light footstep sounded in the deserted dark alley. Even though the whistling wind around him was as breathtaking as the screams of ghosts, the faint footstep sound was as clear as if every step was stepped on thank you. Shuci's ear, so that he couldn't ignore it at all.

"jingle—"

The crisp bell sound stopped in front of Xie Shuci.

Xie Shuci suddenly realized something, his whole body froze instantly, he looked at the figure in the darkness in disbelief, in the blackness, his whole body was like snowflakes, standing quietly in front of Xie Shuci , without any action for a long time.

Xie Shuci seemed to be robbed of his breath, staring at the figure in the darkness intently, but couldn't make a sound.

Slowly, that figure bent down, and put a cold palm on Xie Shuci's cheek, instantly disintegrating the disguise technique on his face.

The hand didn't stop, brushing the blood stains at the corner of Xie Shuci's mouth, gradually moved down, and finally grabbed his fragile neck.

The sudden suffocation made Xie Shuci let out a muffled groan, but the hand did not relax, but became heavier and heavier, as if it was about to cut off his neck alive.

Xie Shuci subconsciously held the man's arm, the moonlight was too thick, there was no light in the dark alley, he only felt a pair of eyes in the darkness looking at him like a wolf.

"Cough..." Xie Shuci wanted to reach out to touch his face, but his hand was cut off in mid-air by his other hand.

He grabbed Xie Shuci's neck with one hand, and tightly held Xie Shuci's wrist with the other.

Xie Shuci felt a strong anger from him, even if he would directly strangle himself to death in the next moment, Xie Shuci was not surprised.

The man kept lowering his body, approaching Xie Shuci, the corner of Xie Shuci's mouth curled into a smug smile, even though the neck was still in his hand, he still approached him until his deep breath sprayed on his face , Xie Shuci came to his lips, printed it lightly, and said with effort: "I miss you so much."

"Thank you, book, and words."

When Xie Shuci heard the man squeeze out his name from between his teeth, his heart felt as if he had been punched hard, and the pain caused his tears to fall instantly.

"What did you promise me?"

In the darkness, Xie Shuci vaguely saw the red eyes of the other party, and the hand on the neck relaxed a lot.

Xie Shuci put one hand on his cheek, raised his head to enclose him

Cold, trembling lips, before he could react, put the tip of his tongue into the crack of his lips.

Xie Shuci could feel his trembling, even at a certain moment, cold tears mixed with blood in his mouth, for a moment, he couldn't tell whether the tears were his own or Xie An's.

In fact, Xie Shuci, he regretted it a long time ago.

He would rather one of them had to die, and he didn't want Xie An to really forget him.

He didn't want to bear this memory, longing, and anxiety alone, because it was really too painful.

"You lied to me……"

At some point, Xie Shuci was put on the ground by him, and he buried his face in Xie Shuci's chest, repeating this sentence in a low voice.

Xie Shuci covered his eyes with his arms, tears were boiling hot, "You lied to me too."

Mud, sweat, tears, and blood stained the feather coat on Xie An's body, and the star crown on his head fell to the ground unknowingly.

In the deserted alley, only a few walls away from the long street, after a long silent confrontation, Xie Shuci's clothes were gradually taken off.

There was a tinge of desperation in their madness.

What weighs on their heads is a heavy fate, as if only the greed and loss of control at this moment can allow them to temporarily liberate themselves.

Xie Shuci tightly grasped the feather coat on his body, as if grasping a life-saving straw. Even though the pain was unbearable, he still never let go.

Dimly, Xie Shuci saw the fiery red Holy Son brand between Xie An's eyebrows, and suddenly some ironic laughter came from his chest.

What a holy son of heaven... what a symbol of heaven... what a piece of shit...

Don't you want him to be your tool? Don't you want him to be a cold Buddha statue?

Look at him now, his eyes are red, with a sense of aggression like a wolf, is he still the Son of Heaven you created?

No...he is not a holy son of heaven...

He is my Xie An, he is my little blind man.

"Xie An..."

"Um?"

Xie Shuci wrapped his arms tightly around his neck and said hoarsely, "I miss you so much."

"Um."

Xie Shuci caressed his chin with his cheek in dissatisfaction, "You don't even miss me?"

Xie An muffled a laugh in his ear, "Think."

"You little liar, you have deceived me so hard." Xie Shuci's voice choked up.

"You lied to me too, you promised me to stay in Tianzhu City, why are you still here?"

Xie Shuci bit his chin gently, "Who knows when the Book of Reincarnation will be refined? What if it takes decades, hundreds, or thousands of years? How can I wait?"

The memory of this night made Xie Shuci particularly deep.

Whether it is Xie An's tireless conquest, or the body temperature of each other, Xie Shuci is still fresh in his memory.

Even in the dimness, he heard Xie An whispering in his ear with a somewhat choked voice, "Xie Shuci, I beg you, get out of here. You..."

I can't remember the words behind Xie Shuci.

But how could Xie Shuci leave?

He silently rejected Xie An's request.

The sky gradually brightened, and the snow piled up on the eaves, but the space around them seemed to be forbidden, and a barrier isolated the snow from the outside.

These days after leaving Xie An, Xie Shuci never let go of his tense nerves, until this moment, in endless exhaustion and peace of mind, he leaned against Xie An's arms and passed out.

Xie An half hugged him, leaning against the cold wall, enjoying the moment of tranquility.

He looked down at Xie Shuci's pale face, feeling so powerless and confused for the first time, he just wanted to hold the person in his arms tightly by his side, other than that, nothing was more important.

The dawn slanted against the eaves, filling the quiet alley where they were sitting from a distant high altitude.

Jin Hui spread on the overlapping robes of the two, as if hope had arisen after despair.

Xie Shuci was probably extremely tired and his breathing was extremely heavy.

Xie An hugged Xie Shuci tightly, leaned his head against the cold wall, quietly looked at the eaves dripping with water after the snow melted, thoughtfully.

The fact that Xiao Xun escaped in public has already been known throughout the city.

From time to time, they could hear hurried and nervous footsteps coming from the long street a few walls away. They probably never thought that Xiao Xun, who had escaped smoothly, would be a few walls away, holding Xie Shuci in his arms and did not leave all night.

The pure white plumage was stained with dust, like wings falling from dust, but he had no time to take care of it.

This rare embarrassment, because of Xie Shuci's presence, seemed to be less unacceptable.

In the quiet alley, a deep sigh came from the void.

Xie An's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Why did you tell him about me?"

On the side facing the sun, a figure loomed on the ground.

He was like a shadow reflected on Xie An.

"Sooner or later he will know." The man said.

"At least not now."

Bi Xie turned around, looked at Xie An indifferently, and suddenly said: "Do you know why I found you in the first place?"

Xie An lowered his eyes, but did not answer.

But evil spirits didn't care, and said to himself: "Because, you are the Son of Heaven who represents half of the destiny."

"Since you were born, destiny has been divided into two, half is the twelve frightened birds, and the other half is your soul and body."

Bi Xie slowly took half a step forward, looked at Xie Shuci in his arms, his eyes were deep and complicated, mixed with a little love, and asked: "Xie An, do you think this is an unsolvable situation?"

Hearing this, Xie An finally had some reaction, gradually raised his head to look at him, and said, "Do you have a solution?"

Bixie hooked his lips and smiled, "Yes, I have a way, the only way to coexist with him."

Xie An looked down at the person in his arms, "What can I do?"

"I said earlier that you and Jing Yuniao are each half of heaven, but do you still remember what conditions are needed to refine the book of reincarnation?"

Xie An was stunned, "Sacrifice twelve souls expelled by the heavenly way, and after refining the reincarnation formation, they will become twelve frightened birds corresponding to the heavenly way."

"That's right."

Bi Xie walked up to Xie An, squatted down, stared at him with his eyes, and said, "But, you are half of the destiny, that is to say..."

Xie An's long eyelashes trembled, as if he understood something.

Bixie continued: "That is to say, if you sacrifice another person, you can refine the book of reincarnation. As long as you are willing to become a slave of the book of reincarnation and a carrier of the book of reincarnation, for me and to be driven by the book of reincarnation, from then on If you don't have a shape, your soul can't become a soul, you can refine the book of reincarnation and save Xie Shuci."

It is also ridiculous to say.

It was because he didn't want to be a slave of the Dao of Heaven and be driven by the Dao of Heaven that he took the edge of his sword and cultivated the Dao of Slaughter.

But now, Bixie told him that he wanted to become a slave of the book of reincarnation and be driven by the book of reincarnation. If so, why did he push himself into such a situation in the first place, without leaving him a way out?

Bixie looked at Xie An's expression, and smiled softly, "However, I also know that a person like you would rather die than become a slave. Anyway, you made a decision early on to leave him behind, right? ."

Xie An didn't refute or speak.

He wanted Xie Shuci to live, but he didn't need them to live together.

From the moment he stepped into the path of killing, he had already made a decision. His life and everything about him could only be in his own hands, even if it meant death.

What's more, he has already arranged a satisfactory death path for himself.

"Will you do what you promised me?" Xie An asked softly.

Xie Xie's eyes deepened a lot, "Yes, as your reward, even if you die, I will refine the book of reincarnation and let Xie Shuci enter reincarnation."

Xie An looked at the pale and delicate face of the person in his arms, his eyes became softer, his voice lowered, and he said, "That's enough."

"Is that enough?" Bi Xie lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders as if he had heard something out of the Arabian Nights, laughing until tears almost flowed out.

How can you say it?

Do you know where the real ward off evil spirits is? Do you know why he wants to cultivate the divine way? Do you know why he took out the soul of Hua Shen Dao and left it in the past?

How can you say "that's enough" when you don't know anything?

Fortunately, however, I have seen the future, I know the future.

"Reincarnation... the first person resurrected by the reincarnation will become the master of the reincarnation. If he survives, the reincarnation will survive; if he dies, the reincarnation will die. Once the reincarnation disappears, everyone resurrected by it will be togetherdisappear."

——

"The world avoids you, but I don't avoid you."

"If the world doesn't love you, I will love you."

The distant voice was blown to my ears by the wind seven thousand years ago.

Then seven thousand years later, it will be rewarded to you in the same way.

"I respect you, and the world will respect you."

"I love you, and the world will love you too."

What he wants is to coexist with you, to embrace you as a god, and to make thousands of people look up to you and be driven by you like believers.

So, how can it be enough just to refine the reincarnation book?